She felt back and felt all the cum, pulled her hand to the front and saw, then she raised it to her nose and realized she had been cummed on, and just...froze in her seat, occasionally looking around to see and possible culprit. I sat transfixed with the semen on her hair, I had watched it being deposited, intimately watched the man orgasm and his contents come out, and for some inexplicable reason, I raised the hankie to under my own nose and smelt his cum, both of us were now smelling him, his. ‘Why did you chose not to become a veterinarian?’ The way she asked the questioninfuriated me, but I left the smile pasted on my face. I very much doubted that human nurses were constantly asked if they were in school to become a doctor. It was one thing when a client asked this question out of curiosity, but her tone implied that perhaps I settled for my career choice because I was lazy. Who did she think I was? Some unmotivated loser who cleaned dirty cages all day and thought I’d hit the. 'Son of a.., he started but I engulfed him and slid farther down the stalk until his head reached the back of my throat. There I held him and worked my head from side to side. I worked back until only the glans remained in my mouth I hummed a bit then slowly worked my way back towards his base, again and again I bobbed running his glans along mu inner cheeks letting the warm wet softness contrast with the rolling slickness of my tongue. Yeah, he muttered, raising his ass to try to get deeper. When I finally heard Master's approach, I moved to the corner appointed to me, and knelt with my head low, and my legs wide. As I spread my legs, I could feel the wetness seep into my panties. I cringed inside, knowing this would be cause for punishment. Master walked in, removed his coat, and sat his briefcase and laptop case down. Picking up the glass of wine that was sitting on the table for him, he walked towards me, pushing my legs further apart with his feet. I felt more moisture escape.